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i don't need you to fix me 

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green tobacco, I got high though

like my false hopes, i was flying 

cinnamon breath when we met 

feel your presence, everywhere 

 

like a ghost 

 

sling my body for a living

not ashamed of that fact

Means that I can make music whenever I’m sad

 

stung a little when you said 

think you’re better than that

i worry lots and, you were patient 

Saving  money, the future, the past 

 

being lonely 

 

and my body, just a vessel

just trying to be kind

wanna stay here for my mother

sometimes i fantasise ending my life

 

because my depression, my demon, my friend

sometimes too tired to fight

so just sit with her until she lets me

 

sleep through the night

 

it’s a shadow I need to address but right now

i don’t need you to fix me

i just want to spend my life with you 

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